Here I sit enjoying a lazy Monday.  Well, that’s actually a terrible lie.  I’ve been running errands, working on chores, tending to finances, and generally being anything but lazy.  I’m still recovering from my head cold, a touch of misery that appears to have a death grip on me and is intent on extending its stay for as long as possible, so even now I am quite tired and about ready to pass out.  Despite this, I’ve had a productive day and continue to address all manner of life stuff that I normally cram into my weekends, an act which tends to diminish any free time I might deceive myself into believing I’ll enjoy between Friday and Monday.

Tomorrow will undoubtedly be just as busy.  I’m taking my car in for service, to have the brakes replaced, to have the battery replaced, and to get the pig washed (something I believe to be an exercise in futility given the rain chances that extend throughout the entire week).  Then there’s the dishes, dusting, grocery shopping, and a great many other items on a list of things to do that never seems to get shorter despite what has already been accomplished.  How did I ever fit all of this into a short weekend and even shorter evening hours after work?  The world — including me — may never know the answer to that question.

Regardless of the unending plethora of stuff to do, I don’t feel rushed or pressured and am rather enjoying this newfound freedom.  I do admit that I’m flying by the seat of my pants at present considering this is really the first official day off.  My focus right now is on dealing with things I need to do while not overwhelming myself all at once.  A significant part of that is because I’m still not feeling 100% and don’t need to push myself at present.  Obviously, lacking any professional obligation, there’s plenty of time to get to what needs to be done, and more importantly, interspersing need-to-do’s with want-to-do’s is of the utmost importance to me (thinking otherwise would negate the main reason for leaving my job).